Chapter 25 The villain is here! (I need a date paste cake head covering...)
"Red Hood...you tonight...wait, Red Hood, I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry!!!!"
Enid had just opened the channel and was sneaking into the kitchen to try out some new gadgets when she was about to ask everyone if they wanted to try them out. Since Jason didn't usually live here, Enid's first thought after logging on was to call Jason and ask him if he wanted to come back tonight.
But perhaps due to language barriers and some physiological reactions, an indescribable misunderstanding arose. She only realized what she had said after it left her mouth, as if something misleading was hidden within it. She had actually mispronounced Jason's code name, and before she could finish regretting it, the channel was filled with bursts of laughter.
"Ha, Druid, I'll remember that..."
She sensed a hint of threat in his voice and could already guess the turmoil that was about to ensue. Enid knew that when people called Jason, they would definitely call him Red Hood first... She fell silent; she had almost forgotten whether it was Red Hood or Red Hood.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to. I... I just wanted to ask if you'd be coming back to stay tonight?"
"Tsk, never mind, I'll definitely be back tonight."
Jason wasn't really angry, but their laughter was certainly irritating. So, the next day, the topic of Red Hood's rather severe attack that night became the top discussion thread on the forum. Incidentally, Tim accidentally shared this post to the public channel.
Although he was a little annoyed, he still kept his promise to Enid and returned to Wayne Manor. However, he did not expect to be greeted by a completely broken oven and a set of pastries that looked very delicate, with something that looked very familiar on them.
Enid learned from a recipe given to her by her Chinese friend. After considering it for a long time, Naya specifically asked her to try it, so Enid worked on it for a very long time... After completely ruining the oven, she finally managed to make a complete plate of date paste cake with the help of Afu, who arrived late.
"Perhaps next time, Miss Fia can give me the recipe; at least I should know how to use the oven."
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I shouldn't have put fire in the oven."
"No, it's not your fault, Miss. I guess when the young master was teaching you, he forgot to tell you that electronic devices don't need extra fuel."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Dick's voice suddenly came through the channel. He hurriedly defended himself, "Wait, I taught... okay, I thought I said it. I'm sorry, Alfred, maybe you can give me another chance. I will definitely teach the Druid how to use electrical appliances, including the oven!"
He had actually taught her, but Enid forgot. Sometimes, habitual thinking is a terrible thing; it can make her subconsciously make what she thinks is the right decision in moments of distraction. But she also understood that Dick's words were an attempt to extricate her from the predicament and shift all the blame onto her, preventing her from blaming herself.
"It's alright, Mr. Dick, it's just that the cookies might be late tonight."
"Oh no—"
"I've already given the instructions; they'll deliver the new oven in half an hour."
Tim, who had been listening quietly, spoke first, saying that he had already informed them that nothing could stop them from eating cookies. Hearing this, everyone, including Enid, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"So, what are the Druids planning to do?"
Stephanie was extremely curious, and Tim was already eager to check the surveillance footage. Enid reacted instantly and immediately stopped him: "You absolutely can't look, please!!!" Good, even Bruce was curious.
"Maybe I can try this later, this dessert that costs as much as an oven."
Enid was almost dying of shame, which was precisely why Jason was determined to come back and see. Who could resist a pastry that cost as much as an oven? Although they might not actually eat it, Jason was now having some regrets. Of course, it wasn't because the pastry was bad or looked terrible; in fact, quite the opposite.
The pastry is brownish-red and very soft, looking somewhat like a muffin, probably made using a muffin mold. The aroma of sweet red dates wafts up, blending with the scent of roasted wheat flour and nuts, creating an irresistibly enticing sweet fragrance.
"It tastes very good. Maybe you can try this red date cake."
Tim deliberately used Chinese and addressed Jason by the code name that Enid had misspoken. He seemed perfectly at ease, eating the date cake that Enid (actually, it was Alfred) had made while trying to invite Jason to try it, mainly because the date cake was decorated with a date on top.
They took photos and checked in the moment they returned and saw the pastries. Dick even accidentally posted them to the public channel. Now all they can see is Jason with his hood off, looking like he's covered in red, angry crosses that look like they're about to fall to the ground and fill the entire Wayne Manor, just like in the comics.
“Jay,” Enid said quietly, seeing that he seemed a little angry, “Actually, red dates are good for replenishing blood.”
"Okay, I'm not angry, but Ah Fu, I think they all need to replenish their blood, right?"
Jason smiled at Alfred, but the smile didn't seem very warm. Alfred nodded, pretending to be serious. "Of course, you too, Young Master Jason. I'll make preparations. Everyone will see in the next few days." It seemed like he had gotten himself into trouble, but it didn't matter. Jason planned to slip away tomorrow.
Dick was also silently considering whether he should sneak back to Brudhaven tomorrow, but when he turned to look at the innocent (actually the culprit) Enid, he could only stay. After all, it was very convenient to travel back and forth now, and he wanted to spend more time with her. Wayne Manor was closer, wasn't it?
"So, where are the finished products from before?"
While eating the date paste cake made by Enid (pronounced Enid, written Afu), Stephanie was overly curious about the previous product, which made Cassandra, who was sitting on the other side, look over curiously as well. Then she followed Enid's gaze to the outside, nodded in realization, and Barbara guessed it too. Seeing their expressions, Stephanie also laughed.
"Did it perish in the oven?"
"Yes, a lot was sacrificed..."
Enid's voice was very soft, but to everyone with excellent hearing, it was no different from having it on speakerphone. Jason casually picked up a red date and tossed it into the air, then caught it and played with the innocent date repeatedly. He suddenly said, "That's normal. After all, we look alike, so our fates are pretty much the same, right, Red Date Head?"
After Jason finished speaking, he ate the red date in one bite, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent. Enid bit her lip, seemingly mustering a lot of courage to speak.
"Jay, this date hasn't been washed."
"Haven't you washed it?! Wait, how could it be if it hasn't been washed..."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jason, I was just about to take it to be cleaned."
At this moment, Jason realized that he had taken the red dates from Ah Fu's tray. Laughter erupted again. Jason continued to stare at the group with a black line on his face, then took the tray from Ah Fu's hand. "It's okay, I'll go!" he said, and went to wash the red dates.
Seeing that the cheerful atmosphere had returned, Enid breathed a sigh of relief. She blinked and then looked at Bruce, trying to soften his heart with an overly bright gaze. This suddenly reminded everyone of Naya, just like the expression on Naya's face when she put her cat paw into Bruce's water glass at the dinner table and then took it out nonchalantly.
By the way, everyone was actually helping Naya keep the water cup incident a secret from Bruce. Bruce almost drank the cat bath water, but unfortunately, their micro-expressions couldn't fool Bruce in the end, and Naya was still arrested. What a pity.
"I guess you're asking about that gardener?"
Bruce had, of course, thought of that scene as well. He also thought of the gardener and the Stormborn they were investigating. As for Niaf, which Tim mentioned later, he had actually asked other members of the Justice League to investigate it. It involved something from a long time ago, and some information could not be found simply in written documents.
"Yes, the aura of the Son of Storms. I paid special attention to it today, and it's still very weak, but I can vaguely sense that he's absorbing something. I've now blocked that absorption."
"Yes, the plants no longer die inexplicably, and Poison Ivy agrees with that."
Bruce went to see Poison Ivy today because she was extremely worried about the plants. She was very cooperative with Bruce's actions and investigated the Stormchildren's activities for a long time. Of course, he didn't say who it was, but only told Poison Ivy that there was a guy who might feed on plant power.
According to the investigation, this power-absorbing behavior did indeed disappear after Enid stopped it, but some plants that didn't have time to absorb it began to die, which infuriated Poison Ivy, who said she would join Batman to teach that guy a lesson, but Batman locked her up again.
"I know Poison Ivy. I find her power quite interesting, but..."
Before Enid could finish speaking, the alarm suddenly went off, and the Bat-lights once again illuminated the sky above Gotham, shining brightly like daytime sunlight. But at that moment, everyone's brows furrowed, and they had gathered at the Batcave at an extraordinary speed, ready to strike.
The red dates, which Jason had washed clean, lay pitifully on the edge of the pool, but no one cared about them anymore. Enid also followed them to the bat cave.
"B, it's confirmed. The one who escaped is—Mr. Freeze."
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Author's Note: A little hellish joke. The name reference comes from a typo I made a while ago. Sorry, Jason. I am a typical example of "Ma Dongmei," "Ma something Mei," or "Ma something Dong" (feeling guilty).
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